"Sister Queen, it's a boy, look at it, it's so cute, it's like you and Your Majesty. ”

A pair of jade hands took the newborn baby boy from the hands of a woman dressed as a palace maid and kissed him gently on the forehead.

Suddenly, the baby struggled and said weakly in his heart: "Is the rule of heaven and earth sick in the brain, and actually cast me on the newborn child!"

The woman on the phoenix bed, although she had just given birth to a child, looked pale, but she still couldn't resist her grace and luxury, she gently patted the child and hugged it in her arms with great pity: "The Yi royal family is single, you are the only descendant of my Yi family, your father once said that he would give me the most dazzling star, and now you are that star, just call Chen'er." ”

At the same time, the eyes of the old man in a thatched hut outside the world suddenly opened, and he said something in his mouth, threw down three pieces of tortoise shell in his hand, and examined them carefully.

A young swordsman thousands of miles away, a golden-bodied Bodhisattva sitting on a savage land, resting on the throne, and below the seat are a young man who is full of white bones and revealing evil spirits, all of them are sensed and explored by different means.

"Someone seems to be looking for me?"

The baby, who was originally a little worried, seemed to sense something, and a white light was born from his mind to replace his original consciousness, and then the previous consciousness completely fell asleep.

So the descendants of the Yi royal family, who were named Chen'er by the queen, cried violently, and at this time they looked like a newborn child.

It's been four years since spring went to autumn.

In the palace of King Yi, the peach branches in the garden are full of spring several times, and a half-year-old child is carefree in the imperial garden chasing the butterfly flapping its wings.

Not far behind him, a man in a dragon robe and a woman in a phoenix-crowned red robe snuggled up to each other, their eyes revealing satisfaction, looking at the seemingly innocent child.

"Chen'er, you slow down, don't fall. ”

After King Yi, Liu Qingyang looked at the young son who was running and couldn't help but shout worriedly. Then he looked at the man beside him and whispered, "I don't know how long this peaceful time can last." ”

Although the man is an emperor, he has a strong bookish anger, and he does not have the majesty and arrogance of a king in the face of his only beloved wife.

"It's because I'm incompetent, I can't stop the iron hooves of the Jin Kingdom......" Yi Ying sighed weakly.

"You are not allowed to say that......" Liu Qingyang pressed his finger to the young emperor's lips and shook his head at him.

Yi Chen didn't know when he had already stopped chasing, and stood there motionless, his eyes flashing with an uncertain essence.

......

......

It is rumored that in ancient times, after the fall of Emperor Xuancang for no reason, the world plate changed drastically, and gradually split into three continents named Xuanzhi, Xuanmang, and Xuanhuang.

Zhulu Mountain, located in the center of the capital of the Jin Kingdom in the north of Xuanzhi now, is also the birthplace of the godless emperor - Xuancang in ancient times, after dominating the world, the emperor of the people who is higher than the sky will build a Feng Zen platform in this place, start Zen on the top of the deer, fall the ladder, cast nine tripods, and command the world.

On the last day of the 33rd year of the Jin Dynasty, a tall body on the top of Zhulu Mountain stepped on the ladder of heaven in the middle of the mountain, walked to the Fengzen platform that stood on the top of Zhulu, according to the ancient rituals, it was necessary to worship the three statues of heaven, earth and man with nine incense sticks respectively, so as to announce the new emperor's accession to the throne.

After doing all this, Li Feng slowly turned around, his eyes were full of majesty and pride, overlooking the towering Zhulu Mountain and the officials and many people watching the ceremony, he opened his shoulders deeply and took a deep breath and said: "The avenue is not right, it is not enough to stand, the way of heaven is not right, I want to change the way of the sky, and return the world to a peace! This is the way of my departure!" The shocking voice spread throughout the majestic momentum brought by the entire Zhulu Mountain, scaring away the birds in the mountains and scaring away the beasts.

The ceremony of sealing the Zen will be held every time the new king ascends the throne, but this time it is different, along with the enthronement, it also represents the advent of the era of the unification of the Xuanzhi continent, and the people of Li are even more excited and spontaneously shout "Long live my emperor!"

I don't know how many hundred years have passed, and when their generation can finally spend time in peace, the people look at the figure on the mountain, and their eyes become more and more respectful and proud.

Even the body was always wrapped with a murderous aura, and the body of the warriors who were guarding this place trembled at this moment. During the war, soldiers lived a life like a knife on the battlefield every day.

Today there may be talk and laughter, or tomorrow there will be thousands of arrows piercing the heart, and the corpse will be dissected indiscriminately, and it seems to be everyone's fate to become a lonely soul somewhere who cannot return home.

When the heavens and the earth returned to silence, a magnetic voice sounded: "Zen!"

"My emperor left the front, fought for fifteen years as the crown prince, destroyed the only remaining country of Yi a month ago, and unified the world ......"

At this moment, an inconspicuous old man in the crowd below rubbed the head of the child next to him and whispered: "There has never been peace in this world." ”

The half-grown boy rolled his eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "If you rub your head again, you won't grow tall!"

The old man smiled absently when he heard this.

The young Yi Chen looked at Lifeng who was standing proudly on the top of the mountain, his eyes revealed excitement, and he licked the corners of his lips unconsciously, like a hungry wolf who saw a fat sheep.

The sky is just red.

Qin Tian Prison Supervisor, who was behind Li Feng's side, showed a strange white light in his eyes, staring closely at the red sky above his head, but after a while, his eyes were bloodshot and cold sweat flowed.

Supervisor Shi Qi looked at the crowd below and shook his head secretly, he always had an inexplicable uneasiness, it was better to report the matter to His Majesty the Emperor as soon as possible.

On this day, because of the unification of the world, take the Xuanzhi continent of Xuanzhi, the Jin State changed the name of the country to "Xuan", the land of the seven countries is all Xuandi, the capital Changyang was renamed Tianxiao, Lifeng Jiamian Emperor, called Xuanshi Emperor!

A few months ago.

The capital of Yi - Haoyang City wall is going on a fierce battle to seize the wall, the Jin soldiers are not afraid of the impact of death to make the Yi soldiers miserable, after holding the city for three months, the city head was finally torn open an irreparable gap, and then less than half an hour of time only sporadic Yi soldiers are still stubbornly resisting on the city.

Because of the chain reaction brought about by the fall of the city, almost all the battlements and city gates in Haoyang City have fallen, the city gates have long been stained red with blood, and the corpses are all over the ground, living a purgatory, and the sunset in the distance seems to play this sad song.

The palace has not met with the usual officials, and the lively purple gold hall is already empty, and the people in the palace have already been dismissed, and life and death are self-determined. There is only one elegant man with the temperament of a scholar, pacing quietly in the hall in his regular clothes, his brows are furrowed tightly, but his eyes are calm and abnormal, he is the king of Yi - Yi Ying.

In the early morning of this day, the veteran general who did not dare to leave the battle position for a moment sent a letter, the content of which was only eight words: "Die for the country, right today." ”

After reading the letter, he only said to himself: "After all, it is just right." ”

"Xuan'en, you have been a personal guard by my side since you were fifteen years old, and it has been ten years now. Yi Di looked at the personal guard in front of him and said.

"Yes!"

"I want you to do something......"

Fengyi Palace.

Queen Liu Qingyang is dressed in a luxurious phoenix robe, dignified, three thousand green silk hangs down like a black waterfall, and the red lips seem to be able to seduce people.

But at this moment, even red makeup can't hide the haggard on her face, Liu Qingyang looked at the sleeping child and choked up: "My child will be miserable in the future." ”

With that, he sobbed softly.

"Xiao Wu, Chen'er will be handed over to you, and take him to escape from the imperial city from the palace tunnel!" he said and hugged a little guy with a delicate face on the phoenix bed who looked only six or seven years old to the woman dressed as a palace maid.

Beili Wu, who was dressed in palace costumes, couldn't cry at this time: "Sister Duck ......"

"Let's go!"

Liu Qingyang was already lying in the arms of her lover who came in a hurry and cried fiercely, but she didn't look back at the child, she was afraid of parting.

Yi Ying looked at the delicate face of the only descendant, scratched the little guy's nose a little sadly, and gently waved his slightly pale palm towards his face, and a stream of true qi escaped from the palm of his hand and condensed into a green sphere of light, which directly submerged into his body, and the little guy snorted cutely and fainted completely.

"Chen Xuanen!"

"The minister is here!"

"Live, live!"

Walking on the road to the royal cemetery in the back mountain, faintly heard the sound of fighting outside the imperial city, they looked at each other and smiled, if the rest of their lives are over, the life of the person in love will stay together, and the death will hug each other into the hole, but it is a word of love, no regrets.

The royal cemetery, a holy place of dragon's lair, was left with heavy troops of the royal forbidden army to guard the periphery, even if the capital fell, they still did not move, of course, all this stemmed from Yi Ying's arrangement.

Inside the Haoyang Mausoleum are dozens of old men in Mai, their eyes only show gray whites, they do not have the slightest respect for Yi Ying, the monarch of a country, and they are not surprised by his arrival, the king should die, naturally he will die in the Dragon's Den Mausoleum, and it will always look decent.

"The general trend is reincarnated, the destiny of heaven is irreversible, the world must be divided for a long time, and it must be united for a long time, which is the fixed number of heaven. ”

The leader of the Mai people stared at Yi Ying and said word by word.

"The mandate of heaven is in the north, not in the south, and it is not easy to leave, otherwise I would not have started to arrange the aftermath early, and it is not impossible for me to disobey this general trend. Yi Ying looked at the gray-eyed old man and said lightly.

People all over the world are very curious about how the country of Yi, which has survived the longest among the seven kingdoms and has been pampered and has been working hard to develop without war for decades, is so vulnerable, and the country of Yi, which borders the Jin State during the melee of the Six Kingdoms, is even more unable to shrink, missing many fighters, and people blame all this on the previous Yi Wang Hanjiu, after all, Yi Wangying has only been on the throne for five years, and his fame is obvious to all, but it is also an indisputable fact that the military is weak.

The Mai man's face was unwavering, as if everything in this world, at least everything here had nothing to do with him. The old man's eyes gradually became deeper, until the whole eye became pitch black, and a thick black gas escaped from his eyes, surrounding Yi Ying's surroundings.

In an instant, the black aura disappeared, and the eyes of the leader of the Mai people turned gray again, looking in a certain direction in the sky and said: "The mausoleum keepers have fulfilled their promises here for four hundred years, and the day of the country's demise is when the mausoleum keepers dissipate into the world." ”

Then he shouted: "Please bring the current monarch into the mausoleum!"

After speaking, the stone gate around the cemetery opened with a bang, and the group of Mai people known as the mausoleum keepers disappeared, as if they had never existed.